The female ghost in red stretched out her only hand, probed at the door, then retracted it, turned her head to look at the depth of the pond, stretched out her hand again, and looked at the depth of the pond again.
She was alone and didn't dare to go out...
Chi Shen, who was standing behind her, sighed: "I'll go with you."
The female ghost in red immediately stretched out her hand happily to Chi Shen. Chi Shen walked over and lifted her up by her hair.
Chi Shen asked the female ghost in red to help call out ghosts. He didn't expect that she was so scared.
However, Chi Shen could understand her. In the world of ghosts, the law of the jungle is the basic rule. Yesterday, when the headless ghost saw the female ghost in red become like this, his first reaction was to eat her. Now that the female ghost in red goes out like this, she is probably really delivering food.
The red-clothed female ghost was obviously very afraid of him, but she still stayed in the same room with him. It was also because of this that Chi Shen did not seem to have any intention of killing her for the time being. Other ghosts did not dare to enter Chi Shen's room. The red-clothed female ghost was safe here for the time being, but if she went out alone, that might not be the case.
Holding the female ghost in red in one hand, Chi Shen walked out of the room in the daytime.
It is late autumn now, the sky is high and the clouds are light outside, it is the perfect autumn day.
Chi Shen stopped, stretched out his hand and caught a handful of sunlight.
There are no sunny days in the death game.
Even during the day, the sky was always gloomy. He once thought that he would never see such soft and warm sunshine again.
At this moment, he was as happy as a child playing with the light, watching the sunlight falling through his fingers, and then happily taking a step forward to catch more light.
"Woo woo?" After taking two more steps, the red-clothed female ghost had a bad feeling and twisted wildly in Chi Shen's hands, saying in her unclear voice, "Don't go, I will die!"
Chi Shen then stopped. He looked at the bright autumn day with some regret, then carried the female ghost and slowly walked in the direction she pointed.
He has made up his mind that in the future he will find a house with a balcony facing the sun, and buy a recliner so that he can lie on the balcony and bask in the sun when he has nothing to do!
The female ghost took him to a corner and pointed at a broken bowl lying upside down in the corner.
Chi Shen actually felt a trace of Yin energy inside, but it was so weak that he probably didn't notice it at all yesterday.
This kind of negative energy can't be considered a fierce ghost, not even an ordinary evil ghost. It can only be considered a wandering soul at best.
"How can such a weak ghost survive here?" Chi Shen picked up the bowl. He did not rush to turn it over, but asked the female ghost in red a question.
The red-clothed female ghost was also at a loss for a moment, then hesitantly said: "Cha Neng Qi? (Can he eat?)"
Chi Shen searched among the things he brought out from the death game, touched out a Yin object, and fed it into the broken bowl - well, it was so weak that the ghost had no appetite, and it was also so weak that he was really afraid that if he turned the bowl over, the ghost would die on the spot under the scattered sunlight.
So he not only fed her, but also took the broken bowl back to his room, closed the door and drew the curtains, and then turned the bowl over.
A wandering soul floated out of the bowl. The soul looked transparent and was about to disappear. Even if you didn't pay attention, you couldn't see its existence.
Chi Shen took out another Yin object and fed it to him.
"Woo woo woo!" The female ghost in red made a sound beside him, as if reminding Chi Shen of something.
This time Chi Shen didn’t understand, so he ignored him.
"Woo woo woo!" The female ghost in red shouted even louder.
Chi Shen thought about it and decided to solve the problem of not being able to understand from the root. He took out the scissors of the Slit-Mouthed Woman from his arsenal, wondering if his ability to reshape souls had regressed. Why was this female ghost in red still slurring her words?
The moment she saw the scissors, the female ghost in red wanted to run away immediately. Chi Shen would not give her the chance. He grabbed her back and held her head down. Seeing that there was no hope of escape, tears of blood flowed from her eyes.
"What are you doing?" Chi Shen suddenly heard a soft and pleasant male voice. The voice was slightly hoarse, with a low magnetism, as if it tickled people's hearts.
He turned his head and saw that after the wandering soul ate his two Yin objects, its appearance had become clearly visible. It was a man wearing a loose suit and glasses. He exuded the dejection of having worked overtime for three consecutive months without overtime pay. He was indeed the image of a hard-working worker.
When they first met, Chi Shen felt that he needed to leave a good impression on the other party, so he smiled and said, "I'm doing a small favor for a friend."
"Are you really helping me?" Youhun looked at the red-dressed ghost's face in confusion, "But she's crying."
Chi Shen suppressed the red-clothed ghost's accusation without blinking, "She was so moved that she cried."
——
The main residence of the Bai family.
While Chi Shen was worrying about how to find a job, the Bai family also encountered some troubles.
Mr. He and Bai Ximing, the current head of the Bai family, are having a secret conversation in the study.
Bai Ximing is in his forties, but he doesn't look old. He is in the prime of his life. He wears a soft Tang suit and sits in a mahogany chair in the study. He has the air of a person in a high position who looks down on others. The cabinet behind him is filled with Bagua diagrams, Guanyin statues and other things that can ward off evil spirits. No one knows whether it is because he has been studying these for many years or because he is afraid of death.
"You said that the Special Security Bureau entered the old house?" Bai Ximing lit a stick of incense with a calm expression. A slight burnt smell wafted out of the incense burner.
He just received a call from the Special Security Bureau, but he handled it.
He Lao said: "Don't worry, I will bring the Bai family's keepsake in with me. All the ghosts will be scared away. They didn't find anything in the old house."
Bai Ximing nodded: "Well done."
"There's just one thing that's unclear," said He Lao. "Someone nailed the boy who died prematurely to a pillar with an ice spike. There's still evil energy on the ice spike. It looks like it was done by someone who knows some evil ways."
Bai Ximing's disapproving look changed slightly: "You mean, someone else entered the old house?"
He Lao said truthfully: "Yes, and he quietly avoided the century-old formation set up by our ancestors, and left without leaving any trace."
"No," Bai Ximing suddenly thought of something, "There is another person in the old house..."
He Lao looked at him: "You mean, that talentless Chi Shen?"
Then they both shook their heads:
"impossible."
"It won't be him."
"It was luck that he didn't die last night," Mr. He said frankly.
Bai Ximing twitched the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes. His tone was as if he was talking about an unrelated person, not a child related to him by blood: "He can't always be so lucky."
Mr. He suddenly felt a little worried: "If he really lives in the old house for a full month, what about the ancestral precepts?"
"You mean the ancestral precept that if one lives in the old house for a full month, one can become the clan leader?" Bai Ximing laughed. "I also had this idea when I was young. You know what happened later. I still think that if my brothers and sisters lose their inheritance--"
Bai Ximing didn't say anything else. He just laughed a few times and asked Mr. He to leave.
Before leaving, He Lao looked at Bai Ximing and said, "He Chao died in the old house."
Bai Ximing waved his hand: "As long as you don't let Bai Wan out, you can do whatever you want."
Mr. He put his hands in his sleeves and squeezed his wrists until they almost bled.
Why could the man who broke into the old house nail the boy to the pillar but not save his grandson?
He would find that man, put him in the scariest room in the old house, and ask him in person why he didn't save his grandson.
——
Chi Shen knew nothing about the Bai family's ancestral precepts. He had no interest in inheriting the Bai family. Even in the past, he just wanted to live in a big family so that his life would be a little better. At least he would not be so poor that he could not even have food to eat.
Now, he just wants to find a job, earn some money and find a place to live so that he can move out of here.
Although he felt that he was getting along quite well with his new friends, this was the Bai family's place after all, and he didn't want to stay here for long.
At this time in the room, Chi Shen had already introduced himself to the worker Youhun and looked at Youhun in a friendly manner.
After understanding Chi Shen's needs, Youhun pushed up his glasses and said politely, "I work in a foreign trade company, responsible for connecting with overseas customers. I've been in this state for about three years. Sorry, I don't remember how I died. My name is Ji Xingchen, which means stars sinking into the water."
"Wait," Chi Shen looked up at Youhun, "Do you remember your name?"
Ji Xingchen nodded: "Yes, I remember, is it strange?"
Chi Shen looked at the red-dressed female ghost: "What's your name?"
The red-clothed ghost's tongue was trimmed off a little bit again. This time, she spoke more clearly. Listening to Chi Shen's question, she became obviously confused: "I... I don't remember. I should have a name. What is my name?"
With every word she spoke, her nails grew larger, red blood appeared on her pale face, her pupils suddenly rolled back, turning pure white, and her tongue showed signs of growing longer again -
Chi Shen took out the scissors of the slit woman.
The female ghost's transformation stopped immediately, her pupils returned to their sockets, and she even revealed a hint of well-behaved air.
Ghosts who have been dead for a long time usually forget their own names and only remember their obsessions when they died.
But this wandering soul remembers.
Moreover, ghosts are usually in the state of death. For example, the female ghost in red has a long tongue and bulging eyes, which is obviously a hanged ghost. The headless ghost has been beheaded. The little boy in shroud was poisoned to death. Even Bai Wan has retained the wound on her chest from when she died.
But there was nothing wrong with this wandering soul, he looked very normal.
The author has something to say:
The red-dressed female ghost: "I want one too! I want one too!"
Chi Shen: "My ability to give soul plastic surgery has declined? Then give it another cut."
Red-clothed female ghost: “?”
I decided to update at a time when the yang energy is sufficient, so let's say 12 noon.
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